A blog...about a blog...Awesome eh?

Wow...it’s been a while...now be warned, what you are about to read is the most paradoxical blog entry u will ever read.... (Exaggeration alert)..its sorta like a picture in picture...a movie about a movie or a book about a book....yes u guessed it...this my friends is a blog entry about writing a blog entry.....as most of u might have already guessed....Matai and me share this blog..(Me.. not so much), so I’m being pestered to write my entry for about 2 months now...specifically since the “hangover incident” (full story maybe later)...so I sit down today and go...blog entry...about what?. Most of u probably know how hard it is to stay committed to a thing such as a blog...that, coupled with writers block.....led me to waste about 2 hours staring at the screen thinking...WTF man?....but I came through...and ended up with is awesome if not life altering idea.... a blog entry about a blog entry....so lets begin...how does one come up with this stuff...in my case..I totally credit my ADD...(inability to concentrate on one thing for too long), so i basically have a flurry of random thoughts going on in my head so i just pick any one up at random...as u can tell by my previous posts....secondly...elaboration...u have to do what every writer aspires to do...take a sentence it s...p...r...e...a...d it out...make it long, in simple terms...and lastly...embellishing...use subtle humour....random 80’s references...phrases with double meanings...whatever floats your boat...
So there we have it...a blog post...a lesson of sorts...and a complete wastage of 5 minutes of my life.....Adios.

WOW! wht the FUCK is happening????

hello guys....
m back, m in kerala, Trivandrum. FUCK...i miss home.
Anyhow.....While on my way here, i saw a flick called 'BUCKET LIST' (MORGAN FREEMAN IS AWSM)....and hence....i dcided that since i donot know whr my life is headed....and could collapse any minute since LIFES BEING SUCHA BITCH, I'll make my own Bucket List.....For those of you out there who havent seen the flick....bucket list is a list of tasks made by two dyeing men who wish to complete all the desired tasks on a list before they die. ANYWAYS.....here goes
Matai's BUCKET LIST
1.Take a Bike Trip (alone, on cruiser bike)(although i dont mind company) to ladakh.
2.Play the Guitar Solo of the Song 'Freebird' By LYNRYD SKYNRYD.
3.Ask her Out.
4.Eat a whole BUCKET of KFC's. (ALONEE!!!)
5.Beat the living daylights of a few ppl.
6.Drive all the way to Darjeeling.
7.Construct my own Cottage.
8.Go to the BELLAGIO/CEASARS PALACE.
9.Witness the 7 wonders of the world each day of the week.
10.Make my own Custom Guitar.
11.Assemble My dream PC.
12.Tell My Family And Friends that i Love them (no matter how much they suck)(:P:P:P...heehee)
13.Read The Bible & Quran
14.Donate Blood.
15.Publish My poetry or songs or watvr.
16.EAT AT 'little chef' all 3 meals of the Day.
17.HAVE A TRIP WITH MY GROUP TO GOA!

anyhow....thts abt it.....i guess its pretty lame....bt chalta hai.

How the Indian Education System is ruining my life....bit by fucking bit.

I have a sad life......I mean my life is the pinnacle of sadness, but today hit an all time low.....lets put it this way......its hard when you have to hear your folks (folk I'm my case), tell you, you're a failure and completely good for nothing, and since you aren't studying now, you'll probably end up begging on the streets because they refuse to keep you.....then they're kind enough to fucking add, that you have no commendable personality, no confidence, look like someone picked you up from the slum and have the IQ of a 10 day ol' chimp, not to mention, your so called friends will leave at the first sign of bad luck..and overall your future in going to be a fucking waste.....Now for the big part...Why? you ask?....cuz i study *only* 3 fucking hours a day!!!!..also apparently I'm the only kid in 12th with a c grade....my teachers hate me....and because I'm a 55% grader now, I'll remain so, for he rest of my sodding life....,now, I'm not denying it, there must be some truth in that(but, come' on...me looking like someone from a slum??? please...)but point being....who the fuck is so direct....so disincentive..shes a mother...where the love??..all shoved straight up my behind(metaphorically), due to one simple reason.....my inability to mug up random facts, that my life is going to be based on *rolls eyes*....don't get me wrong...I'm not one for advertising stuff like so all over the blogosphere....but today like I said was wayy outta league, totally below the belt...in my defense...the only reason this is up here, is because it was one of three calculated options I had.....commit suicide(which I couldn't do, since I love myself too much)...kill someone else(which too, I couldn't do...because, I'm not a big fan of jail...specifically Indian jails...) and write this post.....on the plus side...once you've read this...and you're having a bad day...just think about my sad messed up life...and say to yourself...."I guess my life isn't that fucking bad"

P.s.- This isn't Matai...so don't go on giving the poor chap a hard time...

Nothing unusual!

Okay guys....no major issues this time....just lines of an awesome song....by John Mayer (read : lyrical god).....here goes....

spend your nights here
we’ll always be up late
keep eachother on
chemicals can make us stay
i meant you’re outta line
with your friends and all your jokes
moving out tonight
making phones that hot to hold

and you really didn’t know
and you really didn’t know

spend your days here
and never give up now
you keep the children down
you’re down for one more hour
imagine i would feel
if your friends were all your dates
i’m moving out with her
do your shake, you’ll be ok

and if you really didn’t know
i swear i really didn’t know
so i’m sorry, so sorry
i’m sorry, oh no
and i’m sorry, so sorry
i’m sorry

spend your nights here
we’ll always be up late
keep eachother up
chemicals can make us stay
i meant you’re outta line
with your friends and all your jokes
moving out tonight
making phones that hot to hold

and if you really didn’t know
i swear i really didn’t know
so i’m sorry, so sorry
i’m sorry, oh no
and i’m sorry, so sorry
i’m sorry

Everyone ....must ...MUST LISTEN .. To this one....pretty cool ;) ....anyhow....until next time ....adios!

back with a bang!

hey guys,
m back.... dno fr the good or fr the bad....but i am back. Aaahhhnnnywaysss....so ....where does life stand now....am i losing....am i winning....am i stagnating.....AM I LOSING? <<-- Fearful Question. Excuse the randomness of this blog, but thats exactly how things are....(READ : BLAME HIPPOCAMPUS AND MEDULLA OBLONGATA). Anyhow....to cut a long story short, this entry is, as most of my near ones would put it,EMO.....whereas its NOT....it just that ...nevermind....lemme put it in words ....otherwise ....i shall ramble till hell freezes.....lol..:P.....so....here goes....i was working this mornin....(DARN THE MONOTONY) and a patient enters and says...."sir, parcha le lijiye, dawaai leni hai, sir se milna hai, aaj sare das baje ki appointment hai".....i, as usual, made a service slip and asked for cash...the patient reluctantly gave me the worst possible currency notes that he had in his pocket ( i mean.....wen u have a five hundred and a hundred....Y THE FUCK WOULD YOU GIMME 12 fifty buck notes)and gave me the you-money-hungry-doctors-suck-blood look and then i asked him to wait, now....since the money was collected....it was my turn for revenge.....muhahaha...m evil.....lol....kiddn....my very awsm partner in crime and work....ramesh....was sittin nxt to me on the reception and he took charge of the patient.....he did the following:
1.TOOK THE PATIENTS VITALS.
2.TOOK PATIENTS HOME REPORT.
3.GAVE THE PATIENTS THE INVESTIGATION REPORTS.
4.MEANWHILE, COORDINATING HIS NURSING JOB.....3 ML syringes in each hand....
5.MAINTAINANCE JOB
6.PATIENT HAD A FIT, HE WAS THE ONE WHO HANDLED HER.

pHEW! thats 6 points but trust me....it takes a hell lotta more time....

NOW lets c what i do.....
1.TOOK CHARGE OF ALL THE CASH
2.MADE ALL THE PENDING BILLS
3.ASSISTED RAMESH IN NURSING.
4.DID A FEW SESSIONS OF BEDSIDE COUNSELLING
5.MANAGED ACCOUNTS
6.SAT AND LEARNT WITH DAD

anyhow.....so u c ....we're kinda level-playing on how we work.....but he gets a lesser salary than me and works a few more hours than me.....SO, in a nutshell....do i get paid more cz m the doctors son, or does he get paid less cz hes not. THIS really REALLY infuriated me......leading to....me givin a part of my salary to ramesh....okay...so....m i supposed to b blamed for the guilt m not responsible for.??

THIS SOUNDS VERY WIERD....so....i'll shed light on who ramesh is.....

RAMESH GUPTA..
hes my dads age, works under dad. Is a nurse and has been workin with dad since the past 20 years. he was there with me since the faintest of memories i can recall. With me since i was 3 or 4 ..he has virtually bought me up.....i still recall standing behind his bicycle on my way back from my taekwondo class and shouting 'mujhe kidnap kar rahe hai.....BACHAOO BACHaOO."........and used to take care of me.....BASICALLY....ramesh is awsm...and m attached to him...AND MIND YOU....HE HAS A DAUGHTER OF HIS OWN who is incidentally my age . and two other kids and a wife (:P)

anyhow.....so....as any random mid 90's bollywood hero would say....i shall exclaim....'YE KAHAA KA INSAAF HAI, mi lord".....is this fair.?

HUH! Adults!

These friggin’ adults.. they come up with weirdest stuff…I mean you’d think, that being the age they generally are, they’d be smarter. For starters this guy (some relative) goes, “You know beta, studies reveal, If you do anything repeatedly for more than 3 hours, you are addicted to it..” ..after the weird pause, “ also, the study said that (his *exact* words) if you aren’t a stockbroker, a gambler, or a computer engineer, you are not *allowed* to use the computer for more than 2 hours a day..”..The freakin’ audacity…..sure when you study for more than a 3 hours, thats not harmful at all…I mean 3 hours of Halo-Arenes and SHM, is hardly dangerous as compared to 2 hours of gud ol’ social networking(Ok, it might not be good for your eyes… or your intellect, but try and understand my point here) and then to top it off, the other adult in the room decides to add.. “and he doesn’t even do well in computers…”..Wow!, I did not drop 50K on a goddamned pc to use it for half an hour a day…and that too by writing a sodding bunch of programs…, I completely understand the need to study, but conjouring up theories to scare us poor kids ,is hardly at par their supposed maturity….so, once again I’m forced to say…Huh! Adults!..

Blood Donation (NOOOTT!!)

So, well it started out as a normal day, I woke up around 8ish, wasted a fuckload of time, finished a game(for the third friggin’ time) and gave a 3 hour test( ab science students hain yaar…jaan loge?)…and finally around 2 pm, I realized, I whiled away half the friggin day…cool in’nit? So..luckily 3\4 arrived to save the day, doin wat he usually does best….absolutely nothing…(vella hai salla)…at the usual hangout, he tried getting me high on sugar….and succeeded…we had a honey chilli chicken, 5 munches and about half a bottle of coke….what follows till about 5pm I cant say for sure…wat I do know is that, the highlight of the day was dat 3\4th asked a random guy his height…yeah..we have SAD lives….but moving on…around 8ish I decided to meet the sucker…so here I was sitting in his little office thing….when his weird obsession with giving me an intravenous injection came about again….this time I said..wat the hell….so there I was..WITH A SODDING HOLE IN MY HAND(microscopic though)…luckily, he thought he fucked up…and forced me to drink a bottle of coke…and fed me another honey chilli chicken….the funny part was that…the staff at his place, kept thinking, dat the 10 ml of blood he extracted would make me drowsy or worse…:|..well all in all…it was a usual boring..un eventful day…with the exception of the injection…any who…before I fall asleep due to blood loss…(read: gross sarcasm)…I better bid adieu, goodnight my friends…adios….


P.S. – I have got to stop sounding like a 50s game show host….


P.P.S- I wrote this on the iphone first but the thing stopped responding…so..technically this is like the first lengthy thing I’ve written on the tap tap….pretty darn cool…if u ask me…

Well.....All's not well....

Hey blogosphere, m back from the dead ( NO! this time ...SERIOUSLY).
had bad bacterial enteritis (yeaaaaaaaaaa!! Smell bio naa?) didnt eat a thing for a week.....lost abt 5 kgs and realised that i too....of all the GIGANTIC ppl in the world can lose weight. Feeling dizzy. To be honest....It was like i was atleast 300 Ml Smirnoff Down.....i dint need anything else to hit me.....my head was buzzing like a thousand bees. It was a very different ( by that i mean UN-desirable) kinda HIGH. anyhw....y am i buggin the blogosphere with my symptomatic crap (or as ahana wud say ...."RANT") . Lifes cmin bak to me and blieve it or not....had my first morsel of solid food today .....yayy....after one full FUCKIN WEEK. never fasted that long i guess. and me bday on the 17th.....and amaals doin all kinda naatak in showin up....and SHE.....No not amaal....the other SHE....AGREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDD to come......i was like....ummm...."17th ...lunch....chalna hai" and SHE was like "sure ....i'll cm after college" ..............GGOSH....i passed out fr a wile......i mean seriously....wat m i supposed to blieve .....did she assume that other ppl were gna b there.....or did she just agree to a date that i dint intend to make (although i wud LOVE that case). JEEEEEEEEEEEEZ!! Y ME?? okay...considering that the odds are against me .....its most likely that shes assumed bt no harm being a lil ultra optimistic naa....i MEAN THERE WAS CERTAINLY A TREMENDOUS ENDORPHIN RELEASE NONETHELESS.....HEEHEHEHHEHE!! anyways.......lets pray that i reach my current goal cz i certainly plan on MBBS and HER.....HER....HER.....AMEN!

abey Saale 1/4

hello ppl,
GUESS WHOS BACK, BACK AGN, MATAIS BACK...m bakkk....the one nnot hanging to the chains of reality is bak...(and sensibility) ...and the dimwit who hangs to the chains of 'bla-bla-m-a-nerd/geek-ness' just wrote the last entry about how dumb is he. Anyhow.....here it goes.....(GOD....I HATE PATIENT INTERRUPTIONS)......and now i see the 1/4th sitting in fronta me talkin abt delhi-chandigarh highways (??????????????).... GOD ....whr dz he gt the strength of being sooooo random... anyhow....on the contrary....there are a few things he is good at.....umm...like ....

1.SUCKING THE LIFE OUTTA YOU

2.BEING THE BEEEEEEEEEEZY BOY/(girl) THAT HE/SHE IS (muhahahahaha)

3.CALLLIN EVRY OTHER MUSICIAN GAY COZ HE CANT SEEM TO GET THEM.

4.being a NITWIT, NINCOMPOOP, DUMBASS, ASSFACE

anyhow......i guess iv praised him enuff.....abhi ....time fr me to GOOOOOO.......play a li'l roadrash, pull another fast one on the BEEEEEEEEEEZY BOY........heheh ....and kick him OUT.....and yea....THANKS FOR THE UNCLE CHIPSSSSS.....u just gained a lil respect in my eyes 1/4th....anyhow....ciao BLOGWORLD!!!!!

Some Intelligible Ramblings..

Well, as you can see from the first 3 entries, the other, more stupider half(3/4th) of this blog, barely hangs on to the chains of reality and sensibility most of the times, so clearly, I'm the one thats going to be trying to make a little sense here.......Well i decided to firstly explain the title of our blog.."OmegaTaoFocus"...to the average non science student, it probably sounds like Greek(HAHA..no pun intended). well sitting with the big guy, wondering what to name this sodding thing...one inherent question kept coming to my mind...WHAT THE FUCK?., it seemed like a decent enough question, with nothing to do whatsoever to do with the blog, or practically anything else....but it seemed cool enough as a blog name...unfortunately, someone already beat us to it...luckily, the science student in me woke up and began spewing symbols and stuff...(yeah..ok im a geek,..wat are u trying to prove?)..and we ended up with omega(which looks like a W), tao(which looks like a T) and focus(which *is* an F)...so..in actually all the title does is ask the one simple question troubling this generation..WTF?...

P.S.- I honestly have no clue, where "bling bling" came from...

iPhone 3.0

Seriously, what's the hype about the new 3.0 upgrade?? Is it the landscape keyboard, is it the voice memos, is it the cut copy paste, or is it some thing called msg fwding and mms. NOOOO! it's not the upgrade that's worthy of the hype...IT'S THE IPHONE (tap tap ) IN ITSELF!!! R-E-V-O-L-U-T-I-O-N-A-R-Y ....that's the word.....infact ...me writing this very blog entry from it is sooo frigging awsm when you come to think of it. I MEAN IT HAS AN APP FOR EVERY FUCKING THING. Anyhow...enough tap tap tareef for now.....m gna bid adieu for an hour or so...(and I wrote it by cut and paste hehe:P)....and yea....pearl jam isn't gay ....r u listening 1/4?? BOOYAH!

YO PPL!

Hello ppl.....ladki's and brothers . Wdup blog world? Here I sit and discuss the issue of marriage with the half (1/4 hehe). Yaar...He tells me that the ratio of marriage successes to failures is fucked up. Haha....Y? nowhe talks about ford ...i wonder what all he talks about in one friggin minute. It's called derailment...I hope youre Reading 1/4.....anyhow....the cheese balls are one hell of an innovation.....seriously.....YUMMM! and apparently ...m a typing machine....haha...I wonder how random I can get sometimes...anyhow....ciao fr now...and btw....landscape keyboard roxxx!!

ohk.....im a blogger...

hello blogosphere, my sad friend here just told me not to mention the word 'blog world' as according to him its gay. although.....he's wierd....and he just said 'mooh mein le-le' when he saw what i wrote.....and now that he's left....i can write my first blog in peace. And i would have loved to have written further .....but my pitaaji ...gtg....so....bye bye for now 'BLOG WORLD' (booyah!! faridkot ki aulad)....hehe!